The Day I Conquered My Pencil

I am the greatest pencil of all
Marching down the papery hall
Making marks where 'ere I go
Frown or smile or friend or foe.

Me, my and your
Nothing ever more
Makes no sense, I must agree
Please dumb pencil,
LEAVE ME BE!

I watched as my pencil wrote with glee,
Most of my personification poem for me
The only way I could write this part
Was when i promised him my last apple tart.

Oh, quit your whining, he wrote down
In my perspective, I thought with a frown.
I, now the pencil, am having a ball
To entertain me more, just give me a call!

Now that made me mad, so I gripped my pencil
And walked calmly to the window-sill
Where sitting in the warm sunlight
A sharpener hovered as if in flight.

I sharpened him to the very end
'Till if his foot broke, it would not mend.
I'll remember this day when he went still
The Day I Conquered my Pencil!

Me, my and your
Nothing ever more
Makes no sense, I must agree
Please dumb person,
LEAVE ME BE!

Pencil, I am master now
I control what you mark down
No more shall you laugh at me
As I write what's meant to be.